[Allegra Marchesi] Inventory:Super HP Potion 25/25 HP
Allegra nodded at the basic instruction, and began to move, quietly, looking around and trying to find something of use when the onslaught of shards hit, lacerating her body... She controlled the urge to cry out, but lords did it hurt like hell. She looked around, and noticed the next person that Eion was talking to... a cat-man? A CAT-man. She would have reacted to that but people around her began to change, turning into all kinds of crazy things, like a HUGE white whale, and other insanity. She stared at them, and was about to try grabbing some bottles when the next incident occurred... And she screamed in pain, and broke open her health potion, feeling close to death, as the waters of the Bottled Sea engulfed her, the salt water getting into the wounds. After a moment of deep breaths, she felt the potion taking it's effect on her and she sighed in great relief.
[Allegra Marchesi] Inventory:Super HP Potion, 1 Attack Potion 25/25 HP
Allegra then took a deep breath, after the second assault, and glared at the Crazy Bottle lady, and grabbed a pair of bottles. The first one, she was pleased to note, was an Attack potion and she decided to bring it back to Eoin, let him know she had it, so that they could work together. The second one, to her displeasure, popped open and spilled it's contents all over her.
For a moment, she thought nothing had happened, and nothing was going to change... and then her hair exploded out of it's wonderful braids and she made a startled, SHOCKED sound as her hair spilled down her back and all the way to the ground. She stared at it, and snapped out "SON of a b***h this is going to make all of this more complicated. And I LIKED that hairband. ******** my life."
She darted back through the crowds, towards Eoin, and found herself staring at the HUGE version of Loreley. She could not decide if she thought it was worse or better then the ridiculous hair change she was dealing with. She finished running, and looked at Eoin. "Attack bottle found, but no clear way to get at the blue creature from behind, she's moving too much. You, as you seem to have more battle experience, seem to be better at planning. Should I just attack now, with it, or hold on?"
Ella tried to backpedal from the glass woman, unruly as she was, but there was no escaping the various miasmas bearing down on them, making it hard to see, hard to breathe. Instead, she buckled to her knees as sand and heat buffeted her, burning and scathing in spite of the sturdy elephant hide she had. "This is the woooooooorst," she called out to no one in particular, just as her consciousness began to fade--but with no graveyard, who knew where she was bound to end up, and she wasn't about to die without telling Reid that she'd died first.
She ripped the cork off of her last bottle with her nose and sipped through it like a straw, which was both ******** weird and convenient. When she started to feel more like herself, she staggered to her elephant-y feet, ready for Round...whatever.
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HP: 0/25 -> 25 HP Inventory: 1 x Super Healing Potion (25 HP) Consumed to Not Die
DMG Total: 17
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 3:56 pm
Chauvet Page
"Uhh, hell yeah I'm gonna go on a bunny ride," Chauvet laughed, and with one fluid motion she hopped herself up onto Phoebe's back, settling in just behind the giant rabbit's shoulder blades with an affectionate pat. "Man, the kids would love this," she added, both affectionate and melancholy, but she didn't have much of a chance to slip into one of her moods, not with Glass Girlfriend unleashing hell on them from on high.
Chauvet tried to cross her arms to save herself from the worst of it, but there was no hiding from the sudden surge of salt water, drenching and biting against her skin. For a moment, she felt so light-headed that she thought she might just let go of Phoebe's fur and fall to wherever the seas took her, but then she remembered the bottle she'd been slipped and uncorked it, using the sudden rush of energy to distill her focus.
"If we're gonna do this," Chauvet said, leaning forward to look more closely at the falling bottles, "We're gonna need a lot more of those."
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Total DMG: 58
HP: 0/35 -> 25/30 Inventory: 1 x Attack Bottle Used 1 x HP Bottle (25 HP) from Phoebe Used
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General Birb Zircon
"Did I stutter? Put her down," Zircon squawked, pecking at the side of the large Mauvian's neck. She started to flap her wings, because airborne she could start to slash at him with her one set of talons, but before she could take off she got hit with the first blast of hot desert air, flattening against his shoulder instead.
In spite of her feathers and the way she bunkered down, the angry general still felt the heat of the desert scalding her skin, furious and unforgiving as she knew the winds to be. When the moment passed, she fumbled at a bottle between her claws, seeking to uncork it. If she had no easy access to starseeds in this form, then she had to consider alternative means to keep herself fighting fit as the battle raged on. The obvious solution would be to drink it herself--but then she saw her senshi in the hand below, just as likely to be buffeted by the storm.
"Sweetite!"
Zircon sprung into the air and swooped down to the flamingo's perch, wings spread wide as she fought to stay airborne in spite of the winds. She tossed the health potion into the hand with Sweetite and then landed awkwardly on one talon, hopping over. "Drink this and get up, we're not done yet," Zircon chirped, trying not to let too much panic permeate her voice. Calm birds lived, panicked birds died. Where was Aventurine? It was impossible to keep track of her team when everyone was so split up.
She caught sight of his red coat first, and then flapped her wings. "We need to group up."
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HP: 20/55 Inventory: 1 x Super Healing Potion (25 HP) Given to Sweetite
Everything was happening all at once, and to be honest...Tiberius wasn't happy about it. Eion was telling him to become a cat and that was fine and dandy, but before he could do that, everyone else was attacking the s**t out of the bottle bimbo so hard - including Obscura, perched on his shoulder so that he could smell the ozone from her attack - that she set out another tantrum he had to curl up over. To help protect Obscura from the chill and the blackness.
Thank ******** the blackness went away fairly quickly, unlike the chill which clung to his long limbs.
Tiberius' Inventory Health Potion - Restores 10 HP *using to offset damage Attack Potion - 50 HP DMG
(Status Effect: Desert Heat) (Status Effect: At first you don't feel anything but...You can now only speak in lies (no secret identity compromising)!) (Status Effect: 2: You're turned into a mermaid (fish bottom, human top. This status effect overrides any of your previous ones)! Hey, you can't really walk but...since you are half beast you roll 1d20 for DMG)
The heat was unbearable and his coat was being shed as a result. Before it was completely pulled off he'd reached for another series of potions and found that he was shifting, turning into some sort of merman. "This is a wonderful thing to have happened," he mumbled to himself, fingers wrapping around an attack potion that he hurled at the woman.
He had plenty in stock, he might as well use them even if he got a little beaten as a result.
"I feel like I can fly."
50 DMG (105 DMG total)
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Health Potion (restores 10HP) x 1 Attack Potion (does 50 DMG) x 2 Attack Potion x 2 - used Super Health Potion (restores 25HP) x 1
Progress was being made, but it came at an expense. Th trails they'd been tasked to complete were summoned forth and shattered, and the contents swept out across the trapped soldiers in waves of alternating magic. Eurydike was blown off her feet, Nembus got a blast of heat. Genbu lucked out a little bit, maybe, with the torrent of saltwater that crashed down on top of him.
Breathing wasn't an issue, thankfully, but every little cut and scrape he'd taken up to this point burned and ached from the salt, and when he was thankful it was over as quickly as it'd started!
"I'm hoping this wears off once we're free again. Bunny are cute and all, but I'd rather not be one forever," she said with a laugh that was just a little more nervous than she'd meant it to be.
And then the glass woman was on offensive again, summoning the trail bottles and shattering them to unleash the magic that'd been within them. A deluge of sea water pelted the both of them with cold, stinging water, and it was all the bunny could do to stand her ground against the force of it.
And there was a second there where she thought Chauvet was going to fall off, but the page's grip tightened a moment later just as the rush of water swept past them. "That was awful," she coughed, sitting back in a classic bunny squat so she could wipe the water from her face with her paws. "You okay up there?" Gathering more bottles sounded like a great idea.
Rising up on her feet, Phoebe bounded forward, towards a cluster of fallen bottles on the ground in front of them.
"I mean, the dying was temporary, why wouldn't everything else be?" Chauvet hoped for the sake of her ridiculous bun and Phoebe being a ridiculous bun that it would all just go away after the fight was over.
"Good as I'll ever be," she shrugged, leaning down to scoop up a few more bottles as ammo for the coming storm. The first one looked like the one Phoebe gave her, which would definitely be useful if there happened to be any more saltwater floods. And the second opened of its own accord, pouring over her as a fine mist.
She didn't feel different, not immediately, though something tickled her lip. "Alright, still got fingers and toes," she began, starting to wipe her lip when she realized two things:
1.) Her voice had dropped considerably. 2.) There was a neatly trimmed beard on her chin, complete with a matching mustache.
"...Are you <******** kidding me."
She noticed the other things more slowly, and given the choice of panic or resignation she took the latter. This was temporary. Nothing was broken or undone, and if Phoebe could handle being an entirely different species for a few minutes, then she could handle a little facial hair. It didn't feel like her height or build had changed much--she was already tall and a little stocky, and at least she still had her gown, because she knew who she really was.
It was just...a step back, for the moment, one that made Chauvet nauseous.
"...Let's get this bottle b***h," she glowered darkly, touching Phoebe's fur.
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Total DMG: 58
HP: 25/30 Inventory: 1 x Attack Bottle Used 1 x HP Bottle (25 HP) from Phoebe Used 1 x HP Botle (25 HP)
[Super Sailor Nix] - Girl, for the moment Inventory: 1x HP potion (1 used, one acquired) HP: 20/45 - 20 (global effects) + 25 (using that potion): 25/45
Still rather amazed by the giant bunny, Nix didn't say much as the page moved to use her as a mount...though she did reflect upon how worn he was starting to feel, and so pulled out the magic HP potion he'd grabbed when he turned into a girl, and drank that down, hoping that it wouldn't make the situation any worse.
It didn't, but clearly the bottle lady had other plans, as she made it much worse in very short order. Soon, there was a burning, freezing, cutting maelstrom whirling all around, and though Nix tried to protect herself, she just didn't have much to do about it, though it seemed the brunt of what hit Nix was searing sands and heat
"Ow, ow!" she whined at it, but found, once the blast had cleared, that she'd survived fairly alright. "Whew..."
Then there were more bottles. It was a risk, but it seemed ultimately very helpful, so she reached out and snatched one--another health potion! Though, there was something else with it, and with an odd quavering sensation, suddenly the senshi began to grow...and grow. "Uh-oh!"
Unbidden, as Nix realized what was happening, a certain Steven Universe song popped to mind: "All I wanna do is see you turn into a giant woman~"
Sailor Seiryuu, Senshi of the East HP: 20/35 Damage: N/A Inventory: 1 Attack Potion
When Genbu became a crab, Seiryuu wondered if there was ever a way they could be restored to their bodies. Even their corrupt friend, not the one sexually harassing Eurydike was turned to an animal.
But their attacks were doing something and that was what mattered. If she stayed a seahorse, At least her and Genbu could travel the sea now. Or maybe Eurydike could keep them as sea water pets.
Bottles rained down, the glass cracked and she watched in horror as the original bottles swirled and broke into swirling vortexes. She took many cuts to her seahorse body, followed by searing pain that left marks on her skin. To be honest, the pain hurt so much, she fell to the ground and her body shifted back to her normal size and person.
It wasn't till she was looking down at her body that she realized she was dead. Her voice called out for her cousin or Genbu or even Nembus but nothing came out. It looked like she was stuck here.
Hard to argue with that logic, but the bunny was worried all the same. Nervousness was sort of a general state of being for her, so why would it be any different here, as a rabbit? No reason.
The profanity, the deeper voice, all of it had the bun slowing to a stop so she could look back over her shoulder at her rider, and sunset eyes widened as she took in the newly transformed page of Chauvet. "Wow." Katie made an attractive man. Very attractive.
It was a good thing the dark fur hid any evidence of blushing.
Shaking her head, the bunny darted off again, headed for another couple of potions on the ground. One, the more familiar of the two, was sent flying towards the giant woman with a slick little side kick. The other,well, Phoebe accidentally stepped on it. It broke, cool mist rose out of it, and...there was no obvious changes.
"Well that was lucky." Wait. Wait wait wait. Was her voice deeper? The bun slowed again, rising up on her toe beans and dipping her head to peer at her underbelly, and then gave a startled squeak as she saw something that certainly shouldn't be there!
Evidently, the answer to her is everyone okay question ended up being no.
Nembus watched, bird eyes wide, as the seahorse became a senshi again and then fell to the ground. Was she okay? Tweeting out her concern, Nembus trotted over to the body, poking it with her beak. She expected some kind of reaction.
There wasn't one.
Nembus gave an alarmed squawk, looking around for another one of those potion bottles that had helped her out. If she had been saved by one of those, maybe she could find one for the new unconscious friend of hers. Because she was just unconscious, right? Not--
Unfortunately, Nembus was shortly distracted from her mission by spotting it.
Or him. Or them. Or whatever she didn't know it was a peacock. It was that same peacock that had somehow lifted that wood and smacked her in the face earlier. It was that peacock. Why were peacocks following her? Why were they tormenting her? What was their purpose? What was the point? Why were they attracted to her why did they like her so much--
Nembus squawked loudly in the direction of the other peacock for seemingly no real discernable reason, forgetting that she was also a peacock now and therefore it wasn't like the other peacock would really realize who they were coming towards, but then again this was a bottle dimension full of weird magic peacocks and she hated this place!
She hated this place so much that she stomped right over to the glass bottle lady and drilled her beak right into one of the cracks.
DMG: 18 Nembus DMG Total: 72
HP: 20/35
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